☠ 5th Haunt ☠ - [Action]
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It's early morning - around nine o'clock, maybe ten - when Perona wakes up. She's cold, and she's wet, and she's in some weird little white dress and most definitely not in her room, or her comfy bed with all her stuffed animals and blankets and pillow. No, she's not where she should be at all! Sitting up, the Ghost Princess, now a truly little princess of just five years old, she looks around with wide eyes, confused and a little apprehensive. Where is she? Where's her mommy? Where's her house?!]
Mom...mommy? Mommy! Where are you?! [She stands up, shivering, and begins to sniffle and rub her nose, to warm it up. Why's it so cold? It shouldn't be the season for all this snow!] I'm cold! I don't like this! Where's my bed, and my clothes, and all my dollies?! I want my crown! And my--
[What was that? Perona knows that grunty, growly sound! Her face splits into a wide and happy smile as she perks right up, scuttling toward the sound. It sounds like him! He has to be him! Maybe her darling pet followed her to this place!] Bearsy! [Or, well, a bear. A very large brown bear is lumbering through the forest the small child was in, probably back to its burrow for more sleep. Sadly, Perona is used to her tame, adorable little pet bear, not the wild, ferocious, dangerous kind. And she follows quickly with a giggle.] Bearsy! Bearsy, come here! Let me ride on you! Where's your hat? Did you lose it, too? Weeh, stay still!
[The bear listens, only because its finally caught the little girl's scent, and obviously heard her voice, but it turns to face her with a snarl, and a soft roar. Perona skids to a halt, blinking her wide eyes again. What's...going on? Why is her pet growling at her like that? Ah--oh...o-oh. Maybe it's not her pet. Oh, dear.
The color in her face drains and Perona takes a step back for each step forward the large animal takes. Its breath is practically reaching her face that's how close it is, and there's thick and drippy slobber forming along its teeth and jaws. It...i-it can't be planning on eating her, can it?! No. No, no, no! She's not a good snack! Stupid bear! It's not cute at all!]
Go...g-go away! Go away!
[Trying to be brave doesn't exactly work when you're tiny and edible, and when your opponent is sizing you up for an early spring snack, and just within gobbling distance. The bear grunts, then roars loud, pushing up so it can stand on its hind legs and loom above the small child. As it rears back one arm, claws ready, the little girl screeches, covering her head and squeezing her eyes tightly shut. No, no, no, no...!]
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It's noon now. Perona's been taken back with the big, scary-looking man with the black sword - his home, she assumes. She hasn't done much around the place, just wander around looking at everything and trying to stay away from and observe the big, scary-looking man at the same time. It was really hard, though...he always seemed like he knew when she was there. Maybe that's why his eyes were all funny? Maybe he was magic or something. Perona was almost certain he may be a vampire, like in her awesome picture books, but he did walk out in the day-time...so that can't be right. But maybe, if he was magic, he could do that! She's gotta find out sometime.
But first, she's gotta explore the place outside. It's awfully boring being stuck inside, once she's calmed down, and there are no toys or storybooks or cute animals, or even crayons and paper to draw with! And there were no snacks, either! She was hungry and all that there was were bottles of that icky sour grape juice. And she couldn't reach the other shelves.
So! Using all the stealth a five year old skilled at hide-and-seek has mastered, Perona sneaks right out of Mihawk's apartment and bounces down every flight of stairs until she reaches the outside and begins to wander down the path, past houses, benches, trees... She doesn't go too far, and makes sure to keep the second community housing building in her sights, but passers-by are welcome to find the small child rolling a snowball in a big circle to make a snowman by the bridge near the plaza.]
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[OOC: Hello, people! Perona's been returned from her mallynapfinally as an adorable little girl - five years old. This means two things, first and foremost. First, perona is a normal little girl, meaning she has not yet consumed the Horo Horo no Mi from her canon and gained its power. Nor has she joined Moria's crew or even knows much of anything at all about him. Second, replies will come from ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
tinyhollow so yes. ♥]
It's early morning - around nine o'clock, maybe ten - when Perona wakes up. She's cold, and she's wet, and she's in some weird little white dress and most definitely not in her room, or her comfy bed with all her stuffed animals and blankets and pillow. No, she's not where she should be at all! Sitting up, the Ghost Princess, now a truly little princess of just five years old, she looks around with wide eyes, confused and a little apprehensive. Where is she? Where's her mommy? Where's her house?!]
Mom...mommy? Mommy! Where are you?! [She stands up, shivering, and begins to sniffle and rub her nose, to warm it up. Why's it so cold? It shouldn't be the season for all this snow!] I'm cold! I don't like this! Where's my bed, and my clothes, and all my dollies?! I want my crown! And my--
[What was that? Perona knows that grunty, growly sound! Her face splits into a wide and happy smile as she perks right up, scuttling toward the sound. It sounds like him! He has to be him! Maybe her darling pet followed her to this place!] Bearsy! [Or, well, a bear. A very large brown bear is lumbering through the forest the small child was in, probably back to its burrow for more sleep. Sadly, Perona is used to her tame, adorable little pet bear, not the wild, ferocious, dangerous kind. And she follows quickly with a giggle.] Bearsy! Bearsy, come here! Let me ride on you! Where's your hat? Did you lose it, too? Weeh, stay still!
[The bear listens, only because its finally caught the little girl's scent, and obviously heard her voice, but it turns to face her with a snarl, and a soft roar. Perona skids to a halt, blinking her wide eyes again. What's...going on? Why is her pet growling at her like that? Ah--oh...o-oh. Maybe it's not her pet. Oh, dear.
The color in her face drains and Perona takes a step back for each step forward the large animal takes. Its breath is practically reaching her face that's how close it is, and there's thick and drippy slobber forming along its teeth and jaws. It...i-it can't be planning on eating her, can it?! No. No, no, no! She's not a good snack! Stupid bear! It's not cute at all!]
Go...g-go away! Go away!
[Trying to be brave doesn't exactly work when you're tiny and edible, and when your opponent is sizing you up for an early spring snack, and just within gobbling distance. The bear grunts, then roars loud, pushing up so it can stand on its hind legs and loom above the small child. As it rears back one arm, claws ready, the little girl screeches, covering her head and squeezing her eyes tightly shut. No, no, no, no...!]
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It's noon now. Perona's been taken back with the big, scary-looking man with the black sword - his home, she assumes. She hasn't done much around the place, just wander around looking at everything and trying to stay away from and observe the big, scary-looking man at the same time. It was really hard, though...he always seemed like he knew when she was there. Maybe that's why his eyes were all funny? Maybe he was magic or something. Perona was almost certain he may be a vampire, like in her awesome picture books, but he did walk out in the day-time...so that can't be right. But maybe, if he was magic, he could do that! She's gotta find out sometime.
But first, she's gotta explore the place outside. It's awfully boring being stuck inside, once she's calmed down, and there are no toys or storybooks or cute animals, or even crayons and paper to draw with! And there were no snacks, either! She was hungry and all that there was were bottles of that icky sour grape juice. And she couldn't reach the other shelves.
So! Using all the stealth a five year old skilled at hide-and-seek has mastered, Perona sneaks right out of Mihawk's apartment and bounces down every flight of stairs until she reaches the outside and begins to wander down the path, past houses, benches, trees... She doesn't go too far, and makes sure to keep the second community housing building in her sights, but passers-by are welcome to find the small child rolling a snowball in a big circle to make a snowman by the bridge near the plaza.]
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[OOC: Hello, people! Perona's been returned from her mallynap
tinyhollow so yes. ♥]
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...And it made for good throwing practice when you rolled up the snow into balls. Too bad one of the snowballs she's throwing might be hitting bitty Perona right now...]
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Her face screws up and she begins to cry.
Way to go, Tao. 8|]
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Oh no...child...sad...child is sad?
SAD???
CRYING CHILD?!?!
Tao quickly pounces over there, as fast as she can, and when she's near enough, attempts to awkward pat her head with a paw.]
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What...is it? It kinda looks like a kitty. A really big kitty! But it also looks like a person. A kitty-person! Didn't her mama say something about people who look weird like that? Or about, um...ummm...a food...]
You ate the evil food!
[Yeah, that'll work.]
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[How could food possibly be evil...? ;A;
But the child seems to be doing better, so Tao continues her gentle headpats.]
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Oh, and you sink! Plop! So you can't play in the water because it's bad. And you ate it since you're a kitty.
[Pointing at Tao now, yup. Flawless child logic.]
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[Even though the food sounds cool...]
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So are you super strong? I heard the evil food gives you super powers! And they're all different and some are yucky and ugly but yours is cute! So I like it. Are you going to play with me?
[Yes, feel free to answer all those questions and comments, Tao.]
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[She's not sure about "super strong", since she's training to be that...but...]
And I'll play with you all you want!
[Because if it's one thing she's good at, it's play.]
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[Perona jumps up and down in excitement, nearly falling over from the slippery ice and snow. Yay, yay, she's going to play with the big kitty! They're really going to play together, this is awesome! Perona's been so bored all by herself, and she's been dying to have a cute animal to play with that won't try to kill and eat her, so this is the best news ever.]
Okay, let's play tag! You can be 'it'!
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cute animalskittensplaying, Tao eagerly agrees.]All right! I'm purr-etty fast! Are you sure you want meow to be it?
[Because small child...vs. large cat thing that is the fastest character (gameplay-wise) in her canon...]
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Nuh-uh! You have to be it! I told you you have to be it so you have to! [DEM'S THE RULES.] But you gotta give me a head start, mmn...five seconds! And, and... [Perona scurries off to a tree some few yards away, placing her hands upon it.] This is the castle and you can't get me here!
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All right! Tao gets it! I'm ready when you are!
[Ready to give the five second head start, too.]
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[Perona takes off from the castle, going as far and as fast as she can on the icy, slippery surface. It's not easy, she's not used to the snow as much as she should be - it wasn't cold enough on her island for the snow just yet - but she's got the energy to really keep moving. The benfits of being young, spring, and five years old.]
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[Tao, knowing that a five year old girl wouldn't be able to catch up with her, and wanting to prolong the game, pounces after her, slower than she would normally. The snow makes her slip a bit as well, her claws aren't used to it.]
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She even zigs and zags, laughing and panting and flopping against the trunk of a tree as she catches her breath. Pheew...this is fun. but it sure is tiring!]
I'm safe, I'm safe!
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Meowhaha! That's right, that's right!
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You're guarding! [POINT. B|] You can't do that, it's not fair! You have to give me a chance to run away.
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Whaaaat? Fine...
[She takes a few steps back and turns around, waiting, tail swishing.]
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...At least until she trips and falls flat on her face. SPLAT.]
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Puff. >:T]
B-But I fell! That shouldn't count!
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Hmmm...because Tao is such a sweet Kaka, Tao won't make that count! How about that?
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...We should play another game. I can't do this in the snow, and my shoes aren't good, either. [In fact, she's not really well dressed to the climate at all. It's enough, sure, but not for a rambunctious youngster.]
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